10 I was cast upon you from birth: you are my God from my mother's womb.
11 Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.
12 Many bulls have compassed me: strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round about.
13 They gaped on me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
14 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint: my heart is like wax; it is melted in the midst of my body.
15 My strength is dried up like a potsherd; and my tongue clings to my jaws; and you have brought me to the dust of death.
16 For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have enclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.